"Foul!" At the moment before the Turkic man fell into the sand pit, the referees on both sides raised the red flag in their hands at the same time, signaling that the big man was foul, and the big man in yellow sand looked a little annoyed, and roared to go forward to discuss with the referee, but was stopped by the Western Turkic interpreter.

"You've stepped on the red line!" The interpreter of the Western Turks said loudly: "Think for yourself, did you step on the red line at that time? ”

The Turkic man seemed to suddenly think of the rules, and scratched his head a little depressedly, indicating that he didn't know very well.

"Since it's the first game, each player can get a pardon for the first foul, and they can do it all over again in this round." The referee of Datang said fairly, and after the Turkic interpreter explained, the Turkic man regained his excited smile and returned to the track, ready to do it again.

The referee's green flag fell, and the Turkic man roared excitedly, and then rushed to the bunker, and then approached the red line, he slowed down, took a few small steps, and then flew into the bunker.

"Six.2 meters!" After Dahan entered the pit, the surveyor hurriedly picked up a tape measure and began to measure the distance between the red line and the deep pit where Dahan fell, and finally came to a conclusion.

When Dahan heard this number, his face also showed an excited look, looking at the contestants behind him, they didn't seem to be strong themselves, presumably the gold medal in this competition must be his own, thinking of the smile on the face of this big man.

"The next contestant, No. 02, Datang athlete, Han Yanxuan." The recorder looked up earnestly. Said to the athletes around him.

"Zero Two. Han Yanxuan. The recorder shouted patiently. But Han Yanxuan, who was dressed in a dark blue man, ignored him, and just stood at the end of the runway, ready to start.

"Are you Han Yanxuan?" A manager next to him ran up and asked.

"Hmm." Han Yanxuan's nose snorted lightly, he felt that this was simply a shame, if it weren't for the secret skills of the Ghost Valley, he wouldn't have come to such a secular place and perform for these people; A master always has to have his own dignity.

The referee and recorder don't care about Lao Han's inner changes, and it is only right to hurry up the game. There's a bunch of athletes waiting in the back.

"No. 2 player Han Yanxuan prepares!" The referee ordered, and then waved down a green flag in his hand, announcing that the players were ready to play at this time.

Raising his head, Han Yanxuan glanced at the track indifferently, as if there was a gust of wind under his feet to hold himself up, years of light practice made him as light as a swallow, and lifting his feet was like Ling Bo's slight steps, making people unable to see the movements under his feet.

I ran to the end of the track in three or two steps, and the red warning line was already close at hand. Han Yanxuan didn't slow down in the slightest, as early as the beginning of the run. He had already calculated the last kick, took the last big step, stepped on the edge of the red line, and jumped perfectly.

When they flew in the air, everyone's eyes widened, as if they couldn't imagine that the person in front of them could fly so high.

Han Yanxuan also tried his best to tighten his feet in the air, this time he must win the championship, so he also tried his best to win the gold medal in the long jump.

"Bump." With a heavy sound of entering the sand, Han Yanxuan's whole body slid forward for a long time, and made a few slowing movements, Han Yanxuan stopped his body, patted the yellow sand on his body, and turned his head indifferently.

I saw that the athletes on both sides of the track looked at him like monsters......

The recorder swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, as if he remembered something, hurriedly picked up the tape measure, stepped forward and trembled in the red line and the falling pit, and then raised his head in shock, and said in disbelief: "Nine...... Nine meters 31 ......"......

The spectators in the stands are already boiling, taking different colors to mark the distance next to the bunker, so that everyone can see how far the player has jumped just now, the first Turkic man's jump, let everyone know that this is called the running long jump, and have an intuitive understanding of the strong people can jump multi-faceted, but now, a seemingly thin and young Datang player actually jumped over most of the bunker, which looks incredible, but this also intuitively reflects the strength of the Tang people, That's why the spectators stood up and cheered......

Li Er squinted at Han Yanxuan under the stands at this time, and became more and more interested in the indifferent young man, he knew about the long jump, and built a big sand pit in the East Palace, specifically to see how far those martial arts masters in the palace could jump, ordinary martial arts people, at that time about seven meters eighty-five, and to eight meters, it is a watershed, many masters have stopped in front, only occasionally a few more than eight meters, only the top masters, or those who have specifically contacted the light industry, the distance of the long jump can exceed eight meters five, For example, his two personal bodyguards, one with white eyebrows and one with white hair, one of them jumped eight meters seven or eight, and the other was eight meters nine.

Although it is very close to nine meters, no one has ever been able to jump nine meters, and today Han Yanxuan jumped out of nine meters and thirty-one, which also surprised Li Er, it is worthy of being a disciple of Guigu who can compete with Xu Yang, and it is reasonable to have such an amazing move.

Han Yanxuan finished the jump, leaving a back that was difficult to surpass, and he sat in an open space not far away, quietly watching the long jump of other players.

Although he tried his best, Han Yanxuan's dominating performance made many players shy away in the face of that distant footprint, even the second Royal Forest Army player in the long jump only jumped 8.55 meters, which is still far from Han Yanxuan's footprint......

There was no suspense in the result, Han Yanxuan didn't even participate in the second and third rounds, seeing that none of those people could surpass him, so he had been sitting very quietly waiting for the gold medal to fall, and he didn't participate in the next few rounds.

Finally, after the last player in the fifth round jumped, the referee announced loudly that the first gold medal of this Wanbang Games had been born, and Han Yanxuan from Datang and his strong strength won the first gold medal of this competition without any objection, and it was also the first gold medal of Datang......

When he stood on the podium, Han Yanxuan was a little unnatural, and under the attention of tens of thousands of people, even if he was a disciple of Guigu, he would inevitably be a little excited in his heart.

Li Er personally walked down from the observation deck and presented awards to the three contestants, and the long jump event was over, among which the players of Datang took the top two, the first Han Yanxuan, the second was a player of the Imperial Forest Army, and the third person was a player from Baekje, which made the envoys of Baekje smile from ear to ear, and they could get a third place at this kind of grand event, Baekje, as a small country, already felt that his face was full of light.

The envoys of Baekje were very excited, but the worlds or chieftains of other countries were already black-faced, and they thought that they could get a ranking in such a small project, but they were all wiped out, and every warrior sent out was useful, which made them very angry.

Among them, the Western Turks and Tibetans are the most, and the number of people sent by their two countries to participate in the long jump is no less than that of the Tang Dynasty, and three more people than small countries such as Baekje and Silla, but the final result is that they have nothing to gain......

"Great Phase! You sue the king, why did I send so many people to Tibet this time but got nothing?! Songtsen Gampo's opinion was on the verge of going berserk at this time, and he could tolerate it if the Tang people took one or two places, but the third was actually taken away by a small country like Baekje, which made him feel hot on his face when he released the big words of competing for gold and silver medals before the game.

"Wang, this time it was our mistake, we thought that we could win the game by sending strong warriors, but now we know that these sports seem to require skill, not just physical strength to win the game, the Turks made the same mistake as us this time...... Lu Dongzan analyzed rationally.

"These kings don't care, this time we have brought eight hundred warriors from the Gaoshan Clan, we must find one that can be used! This king wants to get a medal! ”…… (Want to know more exciting developments in "Datang City Management Brigade"?) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner, select Add Friends to add an official account, search for "Qidianzhongwenwang", follow the official account, and never miss every update! (To be continued......)